Deadly MasqueradeThe music is innocent, yet seductive.The atmosphere light, yet dark.Oh, but I love it hereThis masquerade.The women spoil themselvesOn sweet, red wineWhile the men shoveBlack cigars in their mouths.A lively bunch, you seeFor they talk amongst themselvesAbout one another;Drunken and amused.Who killed who?In the cold fog of the nightThat bloody sceneWithin the streets of our hometown.This has become a placeFor murderersTo hide amongst the innocentWaiting for their next victim.Who had an affair with who?She who had sex with another manIn her husband's own home and bed.He hasn't the slighest clue.This has become a placeOf unfortunate secretsWhich cannot be undoneEven through the course of time.Oh, how I love thisMasquerade.Hide your face so thatThe person you talk about won't realize...That it's you
StarsThere's stars in the skyShining bright.Way up highIn different shades of delight.Their rays of lightSparkle upon the sea.They dance close and tightIn a midnight fantasy.These stars go beyong the seaAnd high above the cloudsWhere the angels live carefreeAbove the danger of mortal crowds.Angels made by GodAre the stars we see.Their bright lights beamUpon earthly, shadowed placesAnd lead the way back up to Heaven.
ConsumeI'll help you through the day.I'll guide you down the night.I'll always be there at your side.I'll be fighting for you.And when we leave the noisy streetsWe'll dissappear into each other.Our love consumes us into one.
Sound the Bugle, I'm a SoldierWake up to a plae morning sky.I had a dream of warWith many who have died.It was blood drawn as bullets firedThrough the air.On your feet, follow me.Save your tears,Save your fears.Keep them for the Judgement Day.My mind is numbBut, still I come.Stealing the lives of men.Yes, I know it's considered sin.A parched throat,Wearing heavy combat coats.Covered with mosquito bites,Having sleepless nights.My life has become a battlefieldForever fighting for my life.Many heroes have passedLost in this battle of strife.I'm a soldier nowOn my way to war.Commands are being screamedAnd they hit my core.Sound the bugle, I'm a soldier nowOh, and I know how.So, I'll be stron andNot let my heart become hollow.but, if I shall lose myselfI know my courage soon will follow.
Thoughts In WartimeSoldier:I wake up at your side.I kiss you a final good-bye.I wait for the gree light; These hellish times.I promise I'll return to you, my love.The end of the roadIs on a bird with metal wings.I only know one thing...I woke up at your side.Her:I woke up to your loving gaze.You kissed me good-bye.But, please God, return him home safetlySo that I may sleep once againIn the arms of my soldier;My guardian angel.
Another TimeI knew it when I heard the soundLike I never felt the ground.I lie on this broken earth,On top of this red surf.I knew I shouldn't have let you down,I knew it was just myself.I was too hesitant to breathe the air,Too wary of the centuries near here.I thought I'd never let you down, my angel.I didn't come back soundWith my mind wandering around... thinking only of you.I knew it when I hit the ground.I knew it when I heard your breath.So solemn, so sweet; you stutterAs do I.My heart beats, fluttering upon a dove's wings.Come back, come back my love!Come back unto thy earth.Unto thy two feet, walk whole again.Come back to yourself.Come back to the place you called home.There will be another time.Another century; placeFor your fingertips to stroke my face.
Past the Mask and WithinSomewhere lurking in my darkest dreamsHis spririt walks the earth;An angel with no wings.His soul can light the dayYet his intentions are still bold.When I look into his eyesI see pain and a broken heart.Though I know he means no harmDo I have the courage to trust?For what shall become of me then?Beyond the midnight's fog of my mindI hear his voice; soft as velvet.He haunts me with his presence,Turning me to temptatious fantasiesPast the point of no return.But, his touch is so gentleHow could I refuse?He cradles my heart in his handsFor his love is neverendingOnce you have seen past the maskAnd within.